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Daddy grinned and kissed my nose. “You’re so sexy when you’re letting all those smarts out.”

“You’re such a—”

“Disappearing fucking bugs that you have videos of? When were you going to mention this?” The grumpy dragon saved me from actually calling Daddy a brat, but I was not impressed by his manners.

Or his stubbornness.

Daddy scrunched up his face and glared toward the door. “He sounds worked up enough that I don’t think he’ll go away quietly.”

“He’s not being quiet now.”

Shrugging, Daddy managed not to laugh. “True. Very true. But he might have a reason to dig in his heels. The bugs are teleporting or disappearing or something, and if we’re not careful, we’re going to end up on the news.”

Rolling my eyes, I sat up and frowned. “You’re already on YouTube, so I don’t see why everyone is so up in arms about it now.”

“Shit.” Daddy had been trying to sit up but he flopped back on the bed. “I don’t remember you mentioning that part.”

Huh?

“I’ve been distracted.” It was definitely his fault, so I wasn’t going to apologize. “Let’s go talk to the grumpy dragon.”

“Better him than the council.” Daddy sat up, looking down at us and frowning again. “I need to remember to get you another robe.”

There had to be a better plan than that.

“Or we could try to teach everyone manners and patience.”

Daddy’s confused expression said I shouldn’t hold my breath on that…yep, I was definitely Team Grady.

Chapter 26

Fraser

The youngsters I took up here every year had longer attention spans than the adults I was surrounded by.

“It’s not much longer, right? The hike wasn’t this long when we were in school.” Lorne seemed to think I was making it longer just to torture everyone. “Has someone messed up the trails too?”

Yes, but—

“I fixed the trails.” Carrick sounded like he was on his last bit of patience when dealing with his mate. “But you know that because we’ve had this conversation three times already.”

We’d also had the why did he have to come too conversation three times, but I wasn’t throwing that in his face.

I was just doing my best to ignore the fact that Lorne had promised him a wonderful blow job in exchange for company on the hike.

“I’m distracted and grumpy.” Lorne’s perfectly manipulative pout was obvious in his voice even though I didn’t turn around to look. “It’s too far. I think they’re still broken. What if we’ve been walking in circles?”

Before I could point out that I was not a terrible guide, he kept going. “I heard that the last group got so turned around they didn’t even make it to the portal. They didn’t get to have story time and I bet there are a thousand sticks.”

His dramatic delivery had several other littles sighing. “Can I ride on your back, Daddy? I’ll be little and you won’t even notice me.”

Bullshit.

Wait, which group hadn’t found the portal clearing?

How long had the trail been fucked up?

Would—

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